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A Most Trusted Soldier	By : Rettavex Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 58682 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter List
- 1-A Most Trusted Soldier
- 2-2
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- 24-24
- 25-25
- 26-26
- 27-Author's Note: update
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Severus exited the Floo, still subtly reeking of sex, grass and Harry. His day had gone on much the way Harry had dictated, with him hyper conscious of the fact that his bottom and balls were literally covered in the sticky remains of Harry�s seed. Despite the hours that had passed since lunch the ejaculate had not even begun to dry. Severus suspected Harry had performed some type of nonverbal protection spell to prevent it from doing so. The older wizard let out a small, quiet sigh, content with the knowledge that not only had Harry been physically pleased, but that they were also reviving the thread of passion between them; that fiery link that caused them to fight and fuck with such vigor. That fact alone had him rushing home to bask in the renewed closeness.
The professor dropped his satchel on the floor a foot or so away from the hearth and removed his cloak. It was only when he began striding towards the coat rack that he noticed Harry�s tawny, Argyle. The bird was sitting atop one of the parlor tables, a box tucked beneath his claws and a small note bearing Severus� name clutched in the owl�s beak. Severus stopped in front of the owl and looked down his nose at it for a few moments, expecting Argyle to release the note at once. Instead all he got was a rather brazen scowl in return.
�If that note and box are for me I would advise you to do as your master no doubt bid and give it over at once,� Severus demanded, unable to prevent his top lip from curling in disgust.
Argyle shifted from foot to foot a bit on top of the box but made no move to release the note.He and the little owl had never gotten along and they likely never would. Ever since Severus threatened to turn him into a potion Argyle would not even remain in the same room with the older wizard, preferring instead to turn its beak up in a snooty manner and fly off to other parts of the house. He could only begin to fathom how Harry had gotten the willful little bird to even wait to deliver the note to Severus.

The tall, thin wizard muttered under his breath about Potter and his over-protective pets before pinching the bridge of his nose in irritation. Taking a deep breath, Severus took a step backward before addressing the small bird again, only this time he thought a bit more coaxing and diplomacy would be in order.
�Argyle, I understand that I am not your favorite person. However, I am now a member of this household. I apologize for any slight I may have visited upon you,� Severus stated, noticing Argyle scrutinizing him as if calculating the odds that the wizard was being forthright.
�Furthermore, I promise from here on out that I will not ever use you in a potion or otherwise harm you. And to sweeten the deal, I will endeavor to procure Hector from Hogwarts, if you like. I�ve noticed that when he visits you and he often fly off into the trees out back.�
Argyle batted his large, watery brown eyes at the potion�s master before bobbing its head in reply.
�Good. We are agreed, then,� Severus said, holding out his forearm for the bird to perch upon. Argyle flew onto the proffered arm and allowed Severus to remove the note. Once free of the note, Argyle took flight again and swooped off towards the kitchen.
With an amused smirk, Severus watched the gutsy little owl fly off before he turned his attention back to the note and box. Severus� eyes stared for a moment at the untidy scrawl written upon the note, which was actually a folded card. He noted that Harry�s handwriting still looked like he had written while being held under Cruciatus. Severus opened the card to see what his beloved dom had written:
I�ve missed you.

�Harry
Severus gave a rare, earnest smile at the note. It was simple but the words held an ocean�s depth of meaning. Severus knew that this was Harry�s way of expressing that he had been feeling the same sense of uncertainty that had been wreaking havoc with Severus� nerves for the past several weeks. It was touching to know that Harry had noticed, despite Severus� own inability to express his discomfiture to his dom. How could he? Severus did not want to reveal to Harry the extent of his insecurity, his fear that Harry would be wooed away by a younger, finer mate, or that Severus would be cast aside as Harry grew tired of dealing with him.
Severus had never had a lot in life. Quite frankly his life had been an exasperatingly long experiment in learning to do without. Yet, now he did have something and he was determined to keep it at all costs. He would not risk his place at Harry�s side by burdening the younger man with his pitiful self-esteem issues.
With a surprisingly shaky hand Severus pulled the lid off the box. The item inside startled him so badly that all sound faded, leaving him only the deafening thud of his own pulse pounding in his ears. Confusion rose to the surface like oil in water as he spied the tightly rolled parchment adorned by a shiny purple ribbon. It was their contract.
Severus� heart was thumping so hard that he thought surely it would leap out through his chest cavity at any moment, leaving behind a gaping hole filled with only blood and splintered shards of bone. His world was caving in on him and Severus felt compelled to stop it. As though running for his life Severus bounded up the stairs, every ounce of his reserve being called up to keep himself from shouting for Harry at the top of his lungs.
Severus� long legs carried him up the staircase and down the hall to the suite he shared with Harry. Without even breaking stride Severus burst into the bedroom with untamable fear gripping his heart, ready to do whatever he could to right whatever had caused Harry to present him with their contract. Yet, before Severus could even call his name Harry was there across the room near the wardrobe, wearing nothing but a towel wrapped tightly about his waist. Severus�s nostrils flared as he was inundated with his dom�s scent.
Harry saw the poorly hidden look of panic and confusion in Severus� eyes. It was not an unexpected reaction, but Harry could tell it was slowly turning from panic to anger right before his very eyes. Seeking to cut his volatile sub off at the pass Harry held up a hand in warning, instantaneously stilling Severus. Harry tightened the towel about his waist before walking over to Severus, who stood straight as a stalk of corn, the contract squeezed in a tight fist. Coming toe to toe with the taller man, Harry reached out and pried the contract from Severus� grip, their eyes never wavering from one another.
Harry heard an audible gulp from Severus and could almost feel the man vibrating with emotion. �This,� Harry said, holding up the contract scroll, �we will discuss later. Put your fears away. I am not asking or demanding, I am giving.�
Severus felt his blood calm from a raging river to a babbling brook almost instantly. If Harry was not going to ask or demand an end to their arrangement Severus didn�t know what to make of it all. At that moment one of the lessons Harry had been trying to teach, as well as what Luna had been trying to encourage of Severus hit home. Severus swallowed his retort and trusted that in due time Harry would explain it all.
The taller man snapped his mouth shut so hard that his lips paled into a thin line. The air around Harry was smothering. Severus reached out with his Dark Sought senses, careful to be gentle lest Harry sense the exam. His dom�s magic was�soft. Severus couldn�t stop his breathing from increasing. He had never felt Harry�s magic pulse so gently. It felt like a puddle of lukewarm water. Harry�s magic always ran the spectrum of emotions, swinging wildly in its power. Now it was almost like satin left out in sunshine.
�You�re�okay, then?� Severus asked, his adam�s apple bobbing as he tried to keep the emotion out of his voice.
Harry nodded and pressed up firmly against him, bringing both hands up to cup Severus� face before nuzzling their lips together in a shallow, sweet, open-mouthed kiss. Harry stroked one hand down Severus� back in a soothing motion causing Severus to relax. The potion master�s shoulders slumped slightly as the short-lived tension that had been gripping him abated.

Harry released Severus from the embrace and stepped back, waving a hand in a wide sweeping motion. The air shimmered and bowed as the mirage in the spitting image of their normal bedroom dissolved. Severus could not withhold the little involuntary gasp when he saw what Harry had done to their suite. The room had been redecorated in a fashion that was completely sensual. Pillar candles, nearly four feet high, were strategically placed around the room, bathing the room in flickers of dusky orange light. The bed itself was gone, replaced by a plushy looking feather mattress on the floor, covered in the softest looking pillows Severus had ever seen. There must have been two-dozen or more pillows, in all shapes and sizes, piled in groups of three and four on and around the bed, which was covered in deep purple silks. The color was so deep and inviting, it made the entire mattress look expensive and lush. With a start Severus realized it probably was. Harry was not flashy, but he had acquired some very refined taste in his adulthood and often indulged in the best of things, purchasing the highest quality more often than not.
The entire bed was draped in delicate tipi of sheer black curtains that were suspended from the ceiling. A small black vase filled with a dozen pure white Calla lilies sat on the floor directly in front of the bed. Severus was not a man that liked fuss and frills, but he did have a thing for lilies, the Calla variety being his favorite. He wanted to rush over and nestle his face into the bouquet but feared doing anything that could ruin this vision, which he still didn�t quite know what to make heads or tails of.
The air was fragrant with the scent of the lilies and Harry�s own pheromones, which emitted a steady stream of cloves and bergamot to Severus� nose. Surveying the room, Severus was unsure whether to smile or cry at the beautiful setting, so utterly romantic and masculine at once.

Harry had remained completely silent, just watching Severus take in their new surroundings. He knew Severus was a habitually stoic, unused to showing his emotions outright, preferring to quietly accept and appreciate whatever joys he managed to find in life. He also knew where that originated. Severus was the kind of man that expected anything good to be short-lived and ripped away suddenly. Harry was not the most insightful sometimes, but having had Severus in his care and bed for the past year had taught him that he would often learn more by what his sub left unsaid than what was spoken outright.

Harry watched as Severus took a few tentative steps towards the hanging drapes around the bed before reaching out a hand and lightly touching the fabric, as if expecting it to billow away in a swirl of smoke. Harry was prepared for the confusion and uncertainty from Severus. Despite their wonderful rendezvous by the lake earlier today he knew there was much work to be done to put his lover at ease in his affections again. What he did not expect was the frightened, distressed look he saw marring Severus� features when the man turned to face him from where he stood, clutching the drapes in one hand, the other wrapped protectively around his thin middle.

�Sev? Babe, what�s�� Harry stammered, his own heart beginning to pound in concern, wondering what had caused Severus to react this way?

Severus�s mouth worked for a few moments, as though the man was fighting to get the words out. �This. All of this. It�no one�I�ve never had this, Harry. Never.�

In three determined strides Harry had Severus in his arms. �Well, now you do,� Harry said roughly, before once again sliding his lips along Severus� in a gentle, almost breathy kiss. Tonight was about his sub, about Severus, and Harry was determined to show his lover just how much he had grown to love and appreciate him.

�Speak no more, pet,� Harry said, which caused Severus to stare into his eyes, seeking confirmation of the mood. Harry never called him pet unless he was feeling particularly dominant.

Taking the comment as the order it was, Severus nodded. The taller man, out of sorts as he was, took a deep breath and relaxed once more, prepared to accept what Harry had to give this night. Harry took him by the hand and led him over to the window seat, where Harry sat, pulling Severus to stand between his legs.

�No more talking. No more worries,� Harry said in a quiet but firm voice, as he began undressing Severus one button at a time. Magic would have been faster, but Severus had learned that Harry liked using his hands for most things. Where other wizards used magic for nearly every task, Harry did so rarely. It was a throwback to his Muggle upbringing, but Severus had also learned that Harry did not like over-using his magic, despite how powerful and abundant it was, claiming it kept him humble. At the time of that discussion Severus had kept the derisive snort to himself knowing that Harry was nothing if not humble, using magic much wouldn�t change that.

Severus stood completely naked in front of Harry, his feet rooted to the spot between Harry�s legs. He felt lust buzzing nicely in the pit of his stomach, the familiar and welcomed tingle of arousal along his cock as his ass instinctually began to clench rhythmically in anticipation. He hoped fervently that Harry would lay him down in the sea of pillows and ravage him, take him, command him, own him.

Harry rubbed his hands up and down Severus� flanks before smoothing his palms over the soft, smooth mounds of his sub�s small but muscular buttocks, wordlessly casting a cleaning charm in the process and removing the remnants of their earlier coupling. He was unable to prevent himself from leaning forward and tasting a bare hip, nipping along the jut of the sharp hipbone before trailing his tongue across Severus� abdomen and into that perfectly indented navel. By the time he was done teasing, Harry felt the petal soft, firm, slightly moist tip of Severus� cock prodding him in the chin.

With a playful smile on his face Harry looked up at Severus, happy to see the man�s eyes glazed and dilated with want.

�Will you let me take care of you tonight, Severus? Will you let me cater to you? Give you what you need?� Harry asked, his voice heavy and deep.

Remembering the command, Severus nodded shakily.

�Good, because I�ve got plans. I know what you�ve been feeling. I know what you�ve been afraid of,� Harry said, jerking Severus� hips forward a bit so that the taller man had to straddle Harry or fall forward on top of him. Once Severus� long legs were bent on either side of Harry�s thighs the younger man reached up and unclasped the clip that had been holding Severus� hair back, causing the long, thick, silky threads of hair to fall down haphazardly around Severus� shoulders.

�You look�fascinating this way,� Harry breathed as he pulled Severus down into a kiss that quickly turned into deep tongue thrusting. His own cock hard as a diamond, Harry yanked Severus� mouth away from his own.

�Walk for me, pet. To the bath. I�ve gifts for you.�

Cock jutting proudly up towards his navel, Severus did just that. He knew Harry loved to watch him walk away, especially when he was naked. On occasion Harry would just lie in bed and watch Severus walk around the room naked, doing mundane things like folding clothes, brushing his hair, straightening some miscellaneous item. Before long Severus would return his attention to Harry and notice his dom shamelessly masturbating, slowly tugging that beautiful prick, his emerald eyes never once leaving Severus� naked form.

As he sauntered slowly across the expansive bedroom towards the bath Severus could hear Harry almost panting.

�Gods, I never get tired of watching that ass, pet. Your hips swagger unconsciously, making your ass sway. Lovely, just fucking lovely,� Harry�s lust-laden voice called out behind him.

Severus entered the bath and found himself once again pleasantly flabbergasted. Like the bedroom the bathroom had also been enhanced for the evening. Tiny baby blue tea candles surrounded the bathtub, which had been reshaped into an oversized, antique-looking marble clawfoot. Fragrant steam was wafting upward from the water, which was crystal clear. Severus noticed several covered silver platters scattered around the floor near the tub but made no move to uncover them. His curiosity could wait.

Knowing what Harry preferred for bath-time Severus busied himself gathering Harry�s favorite toiletries and a few fluffy white towels from the in-bath closet. Just as he was rummaging in the back of the closet for a new loofah Harry entered.

�Stop,� Harry ordered. Severus ceased his search and turned to stare at Harry. He noticed the younger man�s towel was still in place, no longer so obviously tented by an erection. Still, Severus could tell Harry wasn�t completely flaccid.

�In the tub, pet,� Harry said, motioning towards the steaming water.

Careful to maintain his silence, Severus walked slowly over to the bath and stepped in, sinking gratefully into the very warm water. Instantly he knew that this bath had never been for Harry. Harry preferred his water much, much cooler than this. No, this bath had been drawn with Severus� own particular preferences in mind.

As soon as Severus relaxed back into the bathwater Harry took up a bar of soap and a soft flannel and began washing him. His dom started at his feet, plucking first one then the other out of the water, lathering each one up before drizzling a palm full of water over each one to rinse away the suds. Harry completed his entire body in the same manner� slowly, tenderly, meticulously cleansing every inch of him; sometimes lingering during the lathering, massaging as much as cleaning.
By the time Harry made it to his hair Severus was in bliss. Never before had anyone been so thoroughly gentle with him, and Harry had done all this of his own accord, with no prompting from Severus. Once again Harry�s perceptiveness caught him unawares. Thinking back to his punishment in the cellar, when Harry administered corrective discipline with sensual precision that was almost cruel, Severus realized it was no one-trick. This was his dom in all his uniqueness. Where Severus had expected� and still sometimes needed� a rigidly forceful and domineering partner, Harry had demonstrated that Severus also sometimes needed a loving, gentle one, able to see beyond the physical needs to the more nebulous ones of the heart and spirit.

Severus was nearly drifting to sleep in the warm water, his muscles feeling as fluid and buoyant as the liquid in which he was immersed. The light clank of the domes being removed from the platters caused him to perk up a bit. Severus opened his eyes and twisted his body so that he lay on his side partially draped over the edge of the tub, immediately transfixed by the sight in front of him. There on the floor were four platters. One platter was laden with ripe, decadent fruits, dark chocolate truffles, toast points, finely sliced Serrano ham, olives, gourmet cheeses, a bottle of wine and two goblets. The other three each held a single white box. Each box was a different size, though neither was larger than a breadbox, and each was wrapped in a simple, elegantly tied silver bow.

�They are for you,� Harry stated, bringing a pyramid shaped truffle up to Severus� parted lips, which he kissed before slipping the treat inside.

It was sinfully delicious and Severus moaned in appreciation as the expert combination of dark chocolate infused with brandy melted against his palate.

�You may open them all now if you like,� Harry continued, plucking a raspberry from the food platter and sucking it into his own mouth. His eyes feasted on the man draped partially over the edge of the tub, a long, graceful arm hanging over the side, elegant fingertips tickling the surface of the marble floor.

Severus was overwhelmed. Harry had long ago knocked a gaping hole into the wall that he had built around his heart, but tonight, lying here in a bath drawn specially for him, being fed expensive chocolates and presented with gifts threatened to pulverize the remaining ruins of that wall. Severus realized this is something he had wanted, desperately, but had been afraid to ask. Afraid to need too much, to want too much, to take more than the minimum no matter what Harry seemed determined to give. He had been determined to be as little of a burden to Harry as possible, wanting only to take care of his younger lover, to serve and be need. He was cautiously hopefully that as a by-product just maybe Harry could one day come to truly love him.

A single tear made a lonely track down his cheek, which Severus was simply too deep within his own head to bother shielding from view. He couldn�t remember the last time he had shed a tear. Even when Dumbledore died Severus had remained composed, stamping down his own grief and self-pity at losing the only man who had ever given a damned about him.

Severus felt all his defenses come tumbling down as the lone tear traveled down his face, wondering if he would die from the beautiful, compelling pain of being loved by a man like Harry. His heart swelled as he watched his dom crawl to him. Harry reached out and stroked a hand through Severus� wet locks as he leaned into Severus� face and licked away the tear.

�You�ve got me, Severus,� Harry whispered, his hand easing down into the water to rest on a submerged hip. �The love you need is right here and it�s my pleasure to give it to you. I admire you, respect you. I�I need you. I�m yours. I�d do anything�anything to keep you happy.�

Severus turned his face into the pit of his arm, unable to maintain eye contact, fearing he�d break like glass under Harry�s intense gaze. It was all so earnest, so powerful. It was everything he had not known he needed to hear. Harry was cutting to the very core of him like a hot blade and Severus felt raw and exposed, vulnerable.

�I realized that I have been remiss in my duty to you, Severus. I have failed to reward your attempts to atone for the fiasco at the ball. And you�ve been so very good to me, pet. I am sorry,� Harry said, his own voice quivering a bit. �I will be better for you. You deserve so much, Sev. So much.

�I know your fears, but you have not felt safe enough to express them to me. I sense you need things from me but have not seen fit to ask. Again, for that I am sorry. It is my job to see to your needs, to help you grow. That was in our contract and I have obviously not been on top of things as much as I was in the beginning. Things will be different, pet. I promise,� Harry added, bringing his wet hand from the water and lifting Severus� face to meet his eyes.

Harry�s heart shuddered at the haunted look in his lover�s eyes, the angst, the desire. Severus wanted it all but the man could not bring himself to speak. �Tell me, Sev. Speak now. What do you fear? What to you need? All you have to do is ask.�
Severus sat up in the water, careful not to splash. He cleared his throat and took Harry�s hand in his own. Harry was attempting to strengthen their bond, to inject their relationship with a fresh dose of honesty and openness. Steeling himself Severus gave over to the foreign feeling of trust and spoke.
�Whatever I am not fulfilling for you I know another is willing and I�Wood is young and handsome, fit. I fear�that I will never be enough. That you will tire of being involved with an older lover, that my body will not bring fire to your loins; that my own feelings of inadequacy will drive you into the arms of another,� Severus explained, his grip on Harry�s hand that of a drowning man clutching for a life preserver. �I fear your love. It consumes, Harry. Like flame. You love so freely and generously. Slytherins are forever searching for the hidden play, the agenda, the angle. You have none. I am out of my element and sorely under-prepared for being handled like something fine.�
�But you are fine� to me,� Harry interjected, taking the opportunity to kiss Severus on the hand. �You are all I want in a man, a lover, a mate. You are magnificent in every way. Your strength, your body, your wit, your brilliance� I want you so badly sometimes I think I�m going mad.�
Seeing the soft amber ring erupt around Harry�s green eyes knocked the wind out of Severus. That ring was desire� pure, carnal Amoral need and it made Severus� softened member reawaken with a jolt.
Caring little for the food at this point Severus leapt out of the bath and into Harry, slamming them both back onto the floor. The slap of damp skin hitting the marble sounded loudly around the bathroom. Severus began kissing Harry savagely, his full weight pinning his lover�s muscular body beneath his own. The kisses were all passion and heat, their breath coming in gasps and puffs as they mauled one another on the marbled floor. Harry began suckling at Severus� neck and shoulder, licking away the beads of bathwater as though it were honeywine.
�Oh, Harry. Please,� Severus groaned, unable to prevent himself from grinding down into Harry�s impressive erection.
�Speak, pet. Tell me what you want. Say the words,� Harry demanded in a tone that brooked no argument, his own hips thrusting up forcefully against Severus. Frottage had never been one of Harry�s favorite activities, as he greatly preferred real fucking over the simulated rutting. Yet, Severus seemed to be a master of all things sexual and had given Harry a new appreciation for the teasingly pleasurable act. The man was sultry and exotic when in the throes of passion. Harry loved the way Severus moved his hips in perfect rhythm, rolling them suggestively like an erotic dancer in slow motion.
�I need you to take me right here, right now on this hard, cold floor. No prep,� Severus panted into Harry�s ear, his tongue flicking out and tracing the outer shell, eliciting a expletive and moan from his dom. �I�I want you to fuck me, make me serve you, turn me out like a whore, come all over me. I need you to demand as much as I need you to give. I need your wrath as much as I need your love.�
Harry reached between them and removed the towel that was still wrapped around his waist. �Then you shall have all of that and more,� Harry rasped as he grabbed Severus by the head and pushed him down the length of his body towards his full cock.
�Suck me. Get me good and wet. I want you to feel the burn but I don�t want you damaged,� Harry commanded. �That ass is mine and I want it intact always.�
The possessive, domineering tone made Severus� skin tingle. The lissome older wizard settled on his knees before swallowing Harry down to the root, purposely emitting a slight gagging noise, knowing Harry loved it. Were it not for their position Harry probably would be truly gagging him. Severus smirked around the wide base of Harry�s cock at the thought. Harry could be down right vicious when it came to mouth fucking, an activity they had not spent an awful lot of time indulging the last several weeks due to Severus� punishment. Slurping up and down his lover�s cock, allowing his saliva to pool and coat the hardened organ, Severus made an exaggerated show of sucking Harry, who was watching him hungrily through heavily lidded eyes.
�That�s enough,� Harry said, pulling Severus off and back upward, claiming those now plump and overworked lips in a deep kiss, tasting himself along with the traces of the chocolate and brandy truffle.
�Flat on your belly. Legs together,� Harry demanded, pushing Severus down forcefully even as he spoke the words. Severus hit the floor loudly, the smack of his wet belly against the floor making him even harder. God he loved any slapping of skin in any manner during sex. He was beginning to think he had more than a few kinks, but that was to be explored another time.
Severus lay flat as a board as Harry straddled his thighs. He could feel Harry�s calloused hands, rough from manual work and Quidditch, take hold of his ass cheeks, pulling them apart to expose his opening.
�That�s it, babe. Don�t move. Take me in. All of me,� Harry cooed and moaned as he slid into the tight, compressed passage. His sub was nice and hot, no doubt his body temperature had been increased by bring in the hot bathwater. �Shit! Shit! That�s it, relax.�
Severus lay there pressed into the cold floor with his body and ass on a low burn, just the way he wanted. Harry was thick and Severus was still a bit sore from their afternoon in the bushes, a combination that had him moaning and hissing as Harry settled deep inside him. �Harry, please,� Severus panted rather pathetically, even to his own ears. When had Harry taken such control of him? When had he fallen so deeply in love?
Harry spread out atop Severus, his body rocking in and out of that tight, velvety canal. Even without lube Severus managed to become slick, the combination of sweat, heat, and friction somehow making the way smooth after only a few shallow thrusts.
The young dom licked along Severus� spine from mid-back to the nape of the man�s neck, parting the long, thick hair to better get at his sub�s neck. Harry grasped Severus� hands and brought them up to rest palm down by the man�s ears, entwining their fingers, as he established a slow yet forceful rhythm.
�Speak, pet,� Harry said hoarsely into Severus� ear, never once faltering in his motion. �Let me hear your thoughts.�
�Oh Harry, I�ahh, ahhh,� Severus keened as Harry began grinding into his prostate, no doubt to make it difficult for him to obey. �Just fuck me raw. I love this. Your cock is so thick and I am being stretched. I�m so fucking hard it hurts, but I love it. Grind me into nothing with your cock alone. Take me apart and put me back together. It�s�ungh,� Severus faltered as Harry continued tapping his pleasure spot.
At that moment Harry released one hand, reaching over to palm a handful of tangy, sweet slices of nectarine. He brought the fruit over to his own mouth and bit savagely into a few slices, juice dribbling down his chin and onto Severus� shoulder. Harry pulled Severus� head back so his neck was hyper-extended and with his mouth still filled with the juicy fruit, he brought his mouth down to meet Severus�, sharing the fruit between them. Their tongues battled around chunks of fruit as they simultaneously chewed and kissed, swallowed and licked, bruising each other�s lips in the process. There was juice and there was blood, along with the scent of fruit and sex. All the while Harry kept up his steady thrusting, amazing Severus with his ability to multitask.
The fruit consumed and their lips and faces sticky with drying fruit juice, Harry released Severus�s lips to once again reach toward the platter, impatiently waving a hand across the neck of the wine bottle. Severus heard the dull pop of the cork being wordlessly summoned out, followed by the cool drench of wine being poured down his spine to pool in the dip of his back.
�Gods you look so fucking hot this way, Sev. Prone and at my mercy, covered in edible, lickable substances. Do you like that, babe?�
�Ummm�oh, yes,� Severus breathed, his fingertips pressing into the floor as he struggled to stay lucid under Harry�s ministrations. There were lots of benefits to having a younger lover with a magical inheritance, none of which pleased Severus more than Harry�s stamina. Harry could go at it for hours and recover much quicker than the average man.
Severus relished those early months after breeding when Harry had been knee-deep in discovery about his inheritance. They had discovered that Harry could ejaculate and remain hard by will. In the beginning Harry would conjure a cock ring for Severus and proceed to fuck him through two or three orgasms not even pulling out once. Severus had been amazed as Harry keep pumping load after load into him only to have it pushed back out as Harry continued fucking right through the soppy mess. The other upside was that Harry�s seed itself carried some healing properties, and Severus had never needed it more than in those early months when they just couldn�t stop fucking even thought breeding had long ago ended.
�Harder,� Severus pleaded.
Harry grabbed both of Severus wrists and twisted his arms behind his back, pinning him face down as his arms were held in a hammerlock.
�All you gotta do is ask,� Harry growled before putting one hand underneath Severus to bring him up to his knees, never once breaking their connection.
He kept Severus in the hammerlock, face pressed firmly into the floor as he pounded the man hard. Severus keened and grunted at the invasion, every inch of him covered with sweat, his muscles beginning to revolt from the position. It was all he wanted. Every cramp, every smack Harry delivered to his ass made his own cock dance between his legs. He thought about asking Harry for the cock ring but thought better of it. He wanted to cum and if Harry hadn�t already put it on him then his dom wanted him to cum too.
�Where should I release, pet? In your tight ass? Hmm?,� Harry taunted, his voice gruff. �Or perhaps I should pull out and make you take me in that talented mouth? Maybe I won�t even cast a cleaning charm, just have you take me straight from ass to mouth. Would you like that? Being filthy with my seed at both ends?�
Severus could only let out a defeated sob. He wanted all of that. Everything. He wanted Harry everywhere. He wanted to be submerged in his dom.
Harry let out a primal, slightly sinister chuckle. �I think I�ll just cum, ah� right now.�
With three more deep thrusts, which Severus swore he could feel in his chest, Harry let out a ferocious growl before yanking out of Severus, flipping the man over violently onto his back and spurting all over him like a dog pissing on a hydrant. The thick, sticky ropes flew out of Harry in a copious amount, landing on Severus� neck, lips, chest, groin, belly, some even landed on his burgeoning erection which stood upright, hard as stone, the mushroom head swollen and reddish-purple with blood.
Severus lay panting through Harry�s climax. As Harry shuddered and huffed above him, chest abdominal and muscles rippling, looking like some great, looming conqueror. Severus gazed up at Harry with a wanton, appealing look on his face. He lay there, licking his lips and lazily trailing the fingers of one hand through the cooling essence of his dom, a daring smirk on his face, just begging for more.
Harry gave a blithe snort as he met his sub�s heated, slightly sleepy gaze. Fully aware that he had not yet finished off his lover, Harry took up the wine bottle once more and upended it over Severus� groin, drenching his cock, balls and pubic hair in the burgundy liquid. It was made stark contrast�Severus pale against the dark blue marble floor, his lower half tinged in red from the wine. He was a beautiful mess and Harry wasted no time slurping the excess wine from his sub�s body. He licked a trail from the thigh, hip joint all the way down Severus� thigh and back up to mouth his sub�s tight, heavy, hairless ball sac.
Harry feasted on Severus, tugging and rolling the ball sac around in his mouth, all while he firmly stroked and milked that proud, stiff cock that tasted of red wine and his own seed. It was hedonistic at best. At worst it was deviant and unmentionable. Whatever it was Harry could not care less. All that mattered in this moment was the tang of wine and cum on his tongue and the writhing, moaning man beneath him.
Harry lifted off Severus� cock a bit to circle the bulbous tip with his tongue, taking care to toy with the slit, scooping out a bit of Severus� own oozing fluid in the process. Harry didn�t relish cock the way Severus did but he did enjoy it immensely. It made him feel powerful to have Severus laying there his muscles taut and rigid as his body undulated in spasm, beseeching Harry to make him cum, begging for release.
The green-eyed wizard knew that Severus didn�t think much of his own body, but to Harry the man was a lithe god, pale and long and limber. What felt like miles of smooth skin and a sturdy frame felt divine under Harry�s hands as Severus allowed his body to be used and handled at Harry�s whim. He was getting hard again just thinking about it.
Harry sucked Severus� rather long cock down to the root once again, growling low, causing the back of his throat to vibrate against the head of Severus� cock.
�Oh, gods!� Severus groaned, his knees bending and his feet pressing flat into the floor as his hips bucked upward, pushing him deeper down Harry�s throat, where his orgasm burst from him. He heard the gurgle of Harry swallowing him down, gulping in time with the spurts of his orgasm.
Harry licked him clean and continued laving his wilted organ long after every drop of his semen had been collected. Severus lay there daze and out of breath, fulfilled and happy.
�Harry I��
�Sshhh,� Harry admonished as he crawled back up along Severus� body until they were face to face. �No more talking. Not tonight. Tonight we love, we fuck, we eat. Perhaps even sleep. Tomorrow we talk.�
Those gorgeous, mesmerizing eyes tore through whatever reply Severus had on the tips of his tongue. He nodded dully as Harry leaned down and engaged him in a slow, wet kiss that was all tongue, vanishing any thing resembling intelligent thought from his lust-filled mind. The publicly fearsome ex-Death Eater went limp beneath the skillful, warm lips of his dom, unfazed by the hypnotic effect Harry had on him, especially fresh off an orgasm. Severus lay there being kissed senseless and stroked like a kitten, unconscious of passing time and caring for nothing and no one except the man in whose hands he had willingly placed his future, his happiness, his heart, his very life.

A/N: Taking a moment to give replies and thanks...
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ChantalMalfoy: Glad you liked the kink. I had fun writing it.
FiveHorses: I like nuts in my cookies (no pun intended�hee hee)
Heart89: Sorry dear, no sequel. But my next multi-chapter Snarry fic is already percolating in my twisted mind. One hint �infidelity�. There will be a happy ending however. I just want everyone to be happy in the end.
KyleEvande: You make me blush with your flattery! Glad you like the fic. Keep reading.
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